I am alive and well for now
I wonder how the end will come for me
I hear silence ringing in my ears
I see a barrier between sociality
I want to fly high above the clouds
I am waiting in anger….
I pretend life is fair
I feel sorrow and corruption in my heart
I touch the edges of many hardships
I worry about the other hemisphere
I cry when I am permanently abandoned
I am an unstable being….
I understand it’s hard to leave someone behind
I say “I can move on†but truly can’t
I dream of a world no longer full of suffering
I try not to be a burden to others
I hope for a place where sadness is no longer a threat
I am only human….
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The weak get left behind. I am the weak too.
Shit, even the strong die.
Yeah I know that feeling it’s true!